Tales Of Bandamont lyrics

Yeah, 6am, another opp block, motherf*ck the opps

Yeah, 392 hellcat and I’m flying in it, touring with a pt92 so I'm hiking different
Shorty like my style said I'm different, its the finer interests
I'm kinda high I'm trippin' i seen sumn off of science fiction
She abusing all the pills, lil girly getting busy
Cat accelerate 100 Miles PH soon as I hit the engine
In the crib writing about things that's animated, you ain't never did it
Cut the cocaine up then laminate it, with a lower friction
I build her credit up and tore it down I got bold intentions
Let mе change the molly posted up on simplе we got 4 extensions
You’ll probably never get up off yo feet cause you don’t know to listen
My unc gotta do 20 lines a day he got a coke addiction
I feel like James Bond with that pipe, I’m the old edition
Doggie in his crib without that pint, that’s how I know he slippin’
Last week was in the crib dolo on friday countin a quarter million
And we all cross the boy off quick cause he don’t know the vision
I’m finna serve the [?] parkers right now I’m on divison
10 Am banging on fiend’s door’s like Jehova witness
How you make it out the hood off playing ball then try to own a prison?
I’m in that tally thing riding opp's block with a low suspension
Juggin stolen cars, runnin’ through cribs was just my way of living
Age 11 fiend asked me where the dope, I gotta way to get it
Can really change yo life off 10 words you gotta pay to listen
I told my momma sorry, I put her through misery she finally listened
My dog in Jackson city penitentiary I can’t pay a visit
Doggie asking for a brickie but he iffy, I just might flip him
I’m shoppin' all the clerks showing me love I just might tip em
You tryna scrap bet you won’t live after you find a pistol
Yeah, I ain’t never waiting, little girlie bad, she never ask for nothing just wanna education
I coulda took them racks after I crossed him with a hesitation
Dog been in the jam for 10 years ain't never met his baby